Turning Right to go Astray

I choose the devil
I choose money and sex
Over love and marriage
Why spend my whole life with another
When I can spend it with a million girls
Being unfaithful
Why share my fortunes with a woman
Who claims she ‘loves’ me
When I can spend it all on myself
Doing what I love the most
I could get laid by 5 hookers
For the price that she wants that handbag
This is why I choose the devil
I prefer greed and myself
Over selflessness and others
Why should I care about others?
What have they ever done for me?
And even if they have done something for me
Why should I do anything for them?
They shouldn’t expect anything back
I choose late Saturday nights
Over early Sunday mornings
Sexy women in tight clothes
Over screaming snotty kids
The pulsing bass of life
Over the organs boring me to death
The devil’s way is easier
I’ll sit back and relax
Let go of the steering wheel

Don't mind going left or right
Stop concentrating on not going astray
Because it’s too much hard work
I love my life
And do not want to change
Which is why I choose the devil
And say screw you heaven